After leaving Lorcan she'd traveled to Hearthwood at a moderate pace, Inna wasn't in a huge hurry to cross the border into Hearthwood. It was the first time in her life but as her mind still swam with memories of her time with Lorcan over the last two weeks she moved forward toward her home. She wondered if any of them had taken notice she'd been gone and had disappeared so soon after returning from her mission with Aleksei.She wondered if they would even pick up the scent of the agouti healer that still hung to her pelt. Two weeks was a long time to think about things that had been bothering her for so long.
Poor Lorcan, the first wolf she'd been able to talk to about it all she’d lost it. The ebony Baranski knew it wasn't like her to be so...unglued. As the border came into view Inna knew she would have to put her mask back on and hide the things she'd expressed to Lorcan and more. She'd come to realize this was her home and she'd been the only Baranski to not abandon it in times of hardship. It was her father's legacy and she felt it should be hers. Inna hadn't worked out how yet but until that time she would continue on as she had before leaving with Aleksei.
Before leaving with Lorcan she had caught her sister’s scent in the territory, so it seemed Lekalta was back. It was a conversation Inna wasn’t particularly keen on having but have it she would because like Aleksei she would give her littermate a chance. Twilight surrounded the ebony Baranski as her paws carried her over the border, her sister's scent was still there. Inna wondered if Lekalta would have the courage to face her or if she'd just run as she had when their father died.
The markers were strong as she finally crossed into Hearthwood territory, her pace slowed now that she'd made it. Darkness would be upon the lore soon but Inna didn't rush to the den, instead she plodded along tired from her journey.